Chapter 78 The Fat Man’s Scream

Lan Que's cautious behavior was certainly within Zheng Qing's expectations.

However, Lin Guo's performance was far beyond the expectations of the young public-funded student, which made him very depressed. He originally thought that the suspicion he just made would frighten the little wizard and make him retreat, but unexpectedly it had the opposite effect. The ruins of the cemetery aroused great interest in the little wizard.

However, if you think about it carefully, Lin Guo's reaction is not surprising.

The reason why the little wizard was a little scared before was because he was facing the 'unknown', so he would naturally be intimidated. But now that we know that the front may be the rumored 'cemetery' in the school, and there may be a few dead zombies, there is nothing to be afraid of - for wizards, especially the young wizards studying at First University Generally speaking, as long as they are not psychic zombies, other zombies who are confused and rely on instinctive activities are definitely the best materials for research and experiments.

Of course, if Lin Guo wants to capture this kind of material, he first needs to convince Blue Bird.

Maybe it was because the swordsman in blue appeared in front of the little wizard first in the conflict before the start of school. Maybe it was because Lin Guo had lost all his relatives and had no other elders. It might also be because of the little wizard's peculiar concept of time. In short, I don’t know since when Lan Que began to assume almost a ‘guardian’ responsibility for Lin Guo.

What can and cannot be done, the swordsman in blue clearly arranged for the little wizard.

And Lin Guo obeyed his arrangement very obediently - after all, in the little wizard's peculiar concept of time, he had known Lanque for a long, long time, and the sense of security built up by time was real.

"Let's go take a look at the front!" The little wizard turned his head and looked at the swordsman with excitement. He knocked his legs on the black goat's belly, causing the goat to frown.

"No." Lan Que decisively rejected his request, and his eyes fell on Black Cat: "I have already said before coming here, if the destination you are looking for is within Jiuyou Academy, I can agree to Lin Guo's expedition. …But the current scope of exploration has obviously exceeded expectations.”

"Understood, understood." Black Cat nodded repeatedly: "After all, it's not peaceful outside now. I heard that many terrible monsters ran out of the depths of the forest due to the return of silence... Safety is important, and safety is the most important."

Lan Que nodded slightly, and the expression on his face suddenly became a little more relaxed. Although he could forcefully withdraw with the little wizard, it would be best if he could get the forgiveness of the hunting team leader.

"In other words, do we part ways here?" Fatty Xin held the food in his arms, frowning, and analyzed it with some difficulty.

There were still several kittens waiting to be fed around his feet, but with the experience of being a Ragdoll cat, Fatty knew that the food in his hand was not really welcomed by the kittens - they just thought it smelled good. ——So no matter how loudly the little guys at his feet screamed, he still didn't move and was only willing to stuff the potato grid into his mouth.

Hearing his question, Lan Que was about to nod in agreement, but was grabbed by Lin Guo.

"Let's go over there and have a look! The captain isn't sure that's the cemetery anyway... and anyway, this place is still within the coverage of the school's guard formation, so it doesn't matter if we take a look." the little wizard demanded in a low voice.

His request is not too excessive, and the arguments are very sufficient based on emotion and theory. This made Lan Que, who was originally planning to retreat, hesitate a little.

Just when he hesitated, Black Cat spoke.

"Don't leave in a hurry. If the situation goes bad, we will evacuate." The black cat hooked the collar of the vest-wearing mouse with its paws, hoisted it in front of him, stared at the little mouse who started to pretend to be dead again, and muttered: "It's just a rat's nest...we can't take any chances. Anyway, I'm only as curious as a pea."

Before setting off, the little mouse in clothes was handed over to the custody and management of one of Black Cat's subordinates. The method of custody is also very simple. The subordinate of the black cat only needs to hold the collar of the mouse's clothes and follow the leader step by step. If there is any abnormal movement of the little mouse, the three layers of blockades around it will also make it difficult to fly.

"How big is Peas?" The fat man's focus was very tricky.

The black cat raised his other paw, showed the fat man which of the five pads was the smallest, and shook it.

"What are you going to do with this mouse?"

"What should I do? If it doesn't work, get rid of it! At worst, chop it into dumpling fillings, and every one of my cats can eat mouse meat." Although the black cat was threatening fiercely, its eyes were staring at the hanging hanging without blinking. Little mouse in mid-air.

As expected, although the little mouse still had its eyes closed, its front paws and tail twitched involuntarily.

Black Cat laughed secretly in his heart.

"What kind of situation is called 'bad'?" Fatty continued to play the role of a flatterer and asked persistently.

"We have to ask our guide." The black cat withdrew his gaze from the little mouse, handed it back to his subordinate cat, held it by the collar, then raised his paw and waved to the forest cat running at the front. .

Because the 'leader' stopped, the migrating cats also began to rest in place. Some were licking their fur, some were napping, and some were flapping together. In just a blink of an eye, the originally "slightly orderly" group of cats turned into stragglers again.

Seeing the leader waving his claws, the forest cat immediately ran back in a hurry.

"Is the mouse nest far away?" the black cat asked straight away, staring at the big cat in front of him with a tigerish face.

The forest cat turned its silly pointed ears and blinked, wondering what its leader was chirping.

"I'll do it, I'll do it!" The fat man volunteered and squeezed forward, took out a pen and paper, and quickly 'drawn' the cat text.

Soon, he showed his work to everyone.

However, compared with the doctor's vivid paintings, Fatty's works are a bit abstract - at least, Zheng Qing spent a lot of effort to figure out that the geometric pattern staring at the triangular head on the paper refers to the bird. A little mouse wearing clothes.

Even he couldn't understand it, let alone a forest cat.

"Squee... Are you tired? Can you still hitchhike happily!" A sudden high-pitched voice suddenly sounded in Black Cat's ears, startling him.

Turning around, the little mouse holding his cat's subordinate's mouth had opened its eyes at some point and was shouting gesticulatingly: "Ten stops, you just walked for a while, and you are chattering here endlessly." Talk nonsense!”

"The sun is about to go by. If you don't hurry up, I won't be able to eat my second meal today!"

If it hadn't been caught by a cat, this little mouse would have looked like a big leader inspecting the work based on his momentum alone.

But because it was hanging in mid-air, the more gesticulating it became, the more comical it became.

"Oh my god! The mouse has spoken!" The fat man held his face in his hands and screamed.